" Melody looks at him, sets down her pizza and faces him, "You have my full attention, Garren." Garren holds his pizza a little while longer, silent... and a little shaky. He finally sets down his pizza and turns toward Melody, "Mel…" He takes her hand and squeezes it, "Mel, I don't want you to feel weird about this." He begins. "Feel weird about what?" She looks down at his grasping hands and then looks back up into his eyes. "Melody, I like you." Melody just stared at him. What was this,. I'll leave some for emergencies, and enough to let the three of you go to a movie." Sean hates to take us anywhere, Mom. You know that." That's a kid thing, guys. Sean's older now, and he has more responsibility. If the two of you act more grown up, I'm sure you and Sean will get along, just fine. Anyhow, I want you to try. For me." We promise, Mom. We'll be as nice as we can, to him, all week-end. Won't we Toni? If everything works out, it may be the end of his hating us." He doesn't hate you,. He convinced the leader to take captives they could sell to the Comanche. To plunder after their raids for items the Comanche might want. Again, he was successful. For a time, it looked like they were unstoppable.That all changed four and half months ago. They were on their way back to Chihuahua from their last visit to the Comancheria. This had been their most successful trip yet. They’d sold everything they brought with them. Slaves, horses, weapons, and plunder, the Comanche bought it all.. He slid it off. I kicked my flip flops and jean skirt from my feet. One flip flop and skirt flew under the bed. I grabbed his face and started to kiss him. I untucked his T-shirt and pulled off. I stopped being seductive about it, I just wanted his clothes off. I untied the string of his cotton shorts and pushed them down, exposing his hardness. I ran my hands down his chest and felt his hair. “I have a confession to make.” He said playfully. “Uh oh….” I paused. “What?” “I took a little blue.